In the huge president's office, there is an inexplicable faintness.

The little sticky man did not pester Feng Xinglang to come to GK Venture Capital today, but was taken to the rehabilitation center by Feng Lixin.

Feng Xinglang kept holding a small piece of paper in his hand. After five years of caressing and kneading, the pieces of paper have long been weak.

This is a small clipped color ultrasound picture. It was found by Feng Xinglang from the interlayer of the leather wallet where the snow fell.

The fetus on the color ultrasound is only seven weeks old, and it is only the size of a small bean sprout, and it still has a small tail.

Feng Xinglang's eyes seemed to be warmed by some kind of liquid.

I once had the opportunity to be a father, but I didn't cherish it. When you lose it, you can't regret it.

But Feng Xinglang knew that if he did it all over again, he would still make that choice. I owe my eldest brother Feng Lixin's life, and I must pay it back! And now, I'm almost there!

But what he Feng Xinglang has lost, only he Feng Xinglang himself knows!

He lost his right to be a father! Maybe I'll never touch something emotional again in this life!

For the rest of his life, he can only hold this picture every day to survive!

This is God's punishment for him to seal Xinglang!

It is also his punishment for Feng Xinglang!

The ringing of the mobile phone interrupted this disturbing reminiscence. Feng Xinglang put the small color ultrasound picture in his hand back into the safe under the desk.

The call was made by Yan Bang.

"Hmm,"

Feng Xinglang snorted lightly, indicating that it was him Feng Xinglang himself who answered the phone.

"Lang, why didn't you come last night?"

Yan Bang's voice was deep. There is no blame. Just ask.

"Entangled in small things."

Feng Xinglang let out a light breath.

"Can you come tonight?"

Yan Bang asked again.

"Not necessarily! What about the unknowns! It depends on the mood of the little man in Tuan Tuan. ”

Feng Xinglang said helplessly. It's full of love for the little cutie.

"What's the matter, after being a brother slave, I continue to be a daughter slave?" Yan Bang asked lightly.

"I'm still counting on the little things to give me a pension!"

Feng Xinglang laughed at himself.

"Pension to the end? Oh, you're thinking far enough. ”

Yan Bang smiled.

"It's always good to plan ahead! I don't want to be like you, end up dying on the street, but I don't even have a corpse! ”

Feng Xinglang sarcastically ridiculed Yan Bang.

Yan Bang was silent for a moment, "I advocate: there is wine today and drunk tomorrow!" People like you and me only have the life of going to hell, as for whether there is anyone to collect the body, is it serious? ”

"What are you and me? You don't have to drag me in! Lao Tzu is a first-class citizen! ”

Feng Xinglang snorted dissatisfiedly.

"Good! Dear first-class good citizens, what would you like to eat at night? I'm a low-level person, so I can let people prepare in advance. ”

Yan Bang said leisurely. As long as he talks to Feng Xinglang, it seems that no matter what kind of topic he says, he will have endless fun.

"Whatever......"

Feng Xinglang sighed lightly in a long voice.

"'Whatever' is really hard to get this thing! Why don't you eat me?" ”

Yan Bang teased.

"Eat you? You dog has thick skin and rough meat, and you really can't eat it! ”

Feng Xinglang sneered, "Stewing and eating Bai Xiaoye is better than eating you!" ”

"Feng Xinglang, Lao Tzu really wants to eat you!"

Youdun, Yan Bang said meaningfully. It was as if the words came from the depths of his bones.

"You still want to eat me?"

Feng Xinglang sneered, "I'm not as delicious as you think!" Don't worry about it! ”

After a slight pause, thinking about something, Feng Xinglang opened his mind and said: "Otherwise, the two of us will join forces tonight and force Bai Mo's kid to stew his own son Bai Xiaoye!" If he refuses to stew, we will eat him, how about it? I heard that Bai Mo's kid is more beautiful than a woman! ”

"Who did you listen to?" Yan Bang was interested, "Say it as if you've eaten Bai Mo's kid!" ”

"Rely on your sister, do you think Lao Tzu is you, at such an old age, you don't even distinguish between male and female!"

Feng Xinglang was sarcastic again.

"Don't worry, if I really have a sister, I will let you sleep first!" Yan Bang said generously.

"......" Feng Xinglang's thin lips hooked slightly, "Whoever wants to be your sister is also blind!" ”

"Do things, don't talk about it! Hung up! ”

It feels like there's an endless momentum going on and on.

"Then tonight, will I, the inferior person, pick you up, or you, a noble first-class good citizen, will take the expedition in person?" Yan Bang asked.

"Bang, I found that my family's Chinese level is better than yours! Okay, hang up. ”

Feng Xinglang took the phone away from his ear, and was about to hang up when he heard a message that made him excited.

"By the way, Hetun has returned to Shencheng!"

Yan Bang said slowly when Feng Xinglang was about to hang up.

"What? Hetun is back? Oh, he's a good guy! ”

Feng Xinglang's words were full of anger, "If you can't kill him this time, Lao Tzu will have his surname!" ”

That's right...... Very interesting!

"Mao Sui recommended himself, Lao Tzu will help you kill him together, how about it?"

Yan Bang said humbly. He was worried that Feng Xinglang would be ruined, and he was stubborn and self-serving.

"I'll talk to you in the evening!"

Thinking of something, Feng Xinglang hurriedly hung up Yan Bang's phone. After sitting in silence for a few seconds, he immediately got up and walked out.

When Lan Youyou came to GK Ventures, Feng Xinglang had already left.

In the corridor, I met Ye Shinian, who was so immortal.

"Where's Feng Xinglang?" Lan Youyou asked arrogantly. She's always been unaccustomed to it.

"I won't tell you if I know! Not to mention I don't know! ”

Ye Shinian stared deeply at the woman's incomprehensible face: even though she was already the mother of a three-year-old girl, she still looked vulgar and unruly who did not eat the fireworks of the world.

"Then die! Don't get in the way of the old lady! Lan Youyou snorted coldly.

A faint fragrance wafted into Ye Shinian's nose, and he sniffed deeply in his lungs.

"Lan Youyou, do you want to stay in the Feng family for the rest of your life, and you don't even have a name?"

Ye Shinian's question was straightforward and harsh.

"It's your business! Death to the side! Lan Youyou glared at Ye Shinian resentfully.

"Brother Lang won't marry you!" Ye Shinian made up a sentence.

"And then? Go on. ”

Lan Youyou put away his anger and asked in a leisurely voice.

"Yoyo, you need a man who can provide you with a home!"

Ye Shinian stared deeply at Lan Youyou.

'Smack! A slap was slapped in Ye Shinian's face.

"Ye Shinian, even if I am lonely and old, I won't look at you more! As far as you go, you roll me out! ”

Even the white eyes were not happy to reward Ye Shinian, and Lan Youyou stepped on his high heels and left.

Looking at Lan Youyou's back, Ye Shinian said coldly: "Miss Lan, you misunderstood what I meant!" I'm getting married next month, so remember to bring Tuan Tuan to drink together! ”

Lan Youyou's steps paused stiffly: Maybe what she cares about is not whether Ye Shinian gets married or not; It's the word 'marriage' Bunsen, which really stings Lan Youyou's heart!

When will I be able to have a home? Have a daughter, have a husband?

How many five years can a woman have in this life?

Lan Yoyo doesn't seem to be able to wait any longer!

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